?The water is wide
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I can't cross over
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And neither have I wings to fly
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Give me a boat that
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can carry two
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And both shall row, my love and I
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Oh, love is gentle
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and love is kind
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The sweetest flower
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when first it's new
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But love grows old and waxes cold
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and fades away like morning dew
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There is a ship and
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she sails to sea
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Shes loaded deep as deep can be
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But not as deep as the love Im in
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I know not how I sink or swim
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The water is wide
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I can't cross over
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And neither have I wings to fly
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Give me a boat that
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can carry two
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And both shall row, my love and I
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The Water Is Wide
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| ¿õ»ê |
